Once upon a time, the Prince, he broke her little heart,
She leaked her pretty sorrow, watching midnight fall apart.
She crossed her little fingers as she forged a dainty smile,
Her heart became so numb so she could feign a little while.
He'd whispered her sweet nothings and they echoed in her mind,
But empty promises were the only comfort she could find.
She fled from the august castle that she never could call home,
And lost herself in memories; paralysed and so alone,
She leaked her pretty sorrow, watching midnight fall apart.
She crossed her little fingers as she forged a dainty smile,
Her heart became so numb so she could feign a little while.
He'd whispered her sweet nothings and they echoed in her mind,
But empty promises were the only comfort she could find.
She fled from the august castle that she never could call home,
And lost herself in memories; paralysed and so alone,
She heard a faint, sweet whisper from the stars that shone above,
'Fear not my child, my Princess, I am God and I am Love'.
Though she knew she knew this, now she really knew she knew,
Her crux did smile, did shudder, for he so sovereign and so true.
But to live happily ever after, she must loyally realise,
Heart of woman cannot be found in the sparkle of man's eyes.
'Fear not my child, my Princess, I am God and I am Love'.
Though she knew she knew this, now she really knew she knew,
Her crux did smile, did shudder, for he so sovereign and so true.
But to live happily ever after, she must loyally realise,
Heart of woman cannot be found in the sparkle of man's eyes.
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